Petals

There was something

Tragic

Mundane

Beautiful

Natural.

In the way we fell apart,

You were my rose!

But everyone has their autumn…

As the frost set in,

We couldn’t save it.

I watched you float away.

Take to the skies, as summer faded from view,

I don’t know whether to laugh or cry,

When I think of you.

The glow of bygone days is now washed in fog,

But hope comes with the sunrise!

A chance to start anew.